Gastromama doesn’t drink and I, Gastrogirl know nothing about wine. Zip. Nada. But I DO enjoy a drop, and over the years I’ve learned the difference between what soothes the senses and delights the palate….and what’d make George Best turn his nose up.
So bear with me as I taste all that the local supermarkets, off licences and wine merchants have to offer, all in the name of blogging. It’s a tough, tough life.
My new fixation of late is Riesling, as the warm sunny evenings we’re miraculously enjoying cry out for a glass of something crisp and dry. So, emboldened by the surprisingly enjoyable bottle of
Riesling for just €5.49 in Lidl I rashly decided that all wine from the...
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Now call me a philistine (you’d be quite right), but ever since I first tasted Malbec in Chicago and was given a very knowledgeable run-through of its background, I presumed it was Argentinean. Exclusively. Now, obviously, this lovely bottle of red stuff mellowing in my kitchen (I photographed it,...
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I took a total punt on this one. Albeit a reasonably educated one. My logic, thrashed out while standing in Lidl staring at the wine aisle - looking rather odd to passing customers, no doubt – was that I was in a German store. Riesling is a German wine...
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